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posted by salad fingers on May 1st, 2008 12:18 PM
ooooh, how the light shines behind you. makes me wonder how you tatse... like sunshine dust.
*lick lick lick*
posted by salad fingers on May 1st, 2008 12:20 PM
mmm. i like it when the red water comes out.
posted by salad fingers on May 1st, 2008 1:26 PM
were the scissors rusty per chance?
posted by salad fingers on May 1st, 2008 3:28 PM
i like when the Kenyan babies run
posted by salad fingers on May 3rd, 2008 11:42 AM
...but I've elected you as my new friends. Dont' you want to come over, I have a fine fish in the oven and rusty spoons to share.
posted by salad fingers on May 4th, 2008 3:17 AM
your body is so much fun. i'd like to give it a BIG STROKE.
posted by salad fingers on May 4th, 2008 3:18 AM
*si - g - h* is that a... rusty... spoon??
posted by salad fingers on May 4th, 2008 3:20 AM
oh look is that my hero? i thought you were off fighting the great war. are you back to sow your oats?
posted by salad fingers on May 4th, 2008 3:22 AM
1 2 3 4 Next >> Oh Ben are you back? I've missed you so. You taste like soot and poo! I shalln't play with you till you've had a wash!
i like to rub my salad fingers accross rusty things... it feels almost orGasmiC.